{"sf1_id":1556145,"sf2_id":"B1QQN7Z1","title":"The Smoking Mask - Part 3","author":"Scyphozoa","words":3634,"posted_at":"2020-03-08T21:11:00.000Z","tags":["Costume","Donkey","Gay","Smoking","Transformation","spandex","workplace"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1556145-the-smoking-mask-part-3","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/B1QQN7Z1","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/16/0a/160a8863-c986-4277-83ad-27978954fd21","description":"#3 of The Smoking Mask\n\nXaie slowly falls to the masks influence, the party cannot come soon enough!","content":" **_DISCLAIMER: The complete story contains forced, animal transformation, Male Nudity and M/M sex, if these are not your tastes or you are below the legal age to view this type of content, please close this file else sit back and enjoy!!!_**\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe sunlight blazed through the open curtains, illuminating the messy room.\n\nXaie's chest rose and fell in deep satisfying breaths, the sun warming his naked body.\n\nHe shifted, moving his closed eyes away from the sunlight.\n\n\"Ten more minutes\" he groaned.\n\nHis black nostrils flared as he sighed.\n\nHe had never felt so content.\n\nSnorting, he turned away from the light, his long ears bouncing.\n\nThe soft pillows felt wonderful against his muzzle.\n\nThe alarm buzzed louder.\n\nThe long ears bent back in discomfort.\n\nHis eyes flickered open and he yawned widely.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nSitting up groggily, he stretched, the dried remains of his pleasure cracking on his chest.\n\n\"Man....what a night\" he muttered.\n\nSlipping off the bed, he wandered groggily around the room heading to the bathroom.\n\nThe musky smell of the cigar hung on him as he closed the door.\n\n\"AHHHHAAAAAAAAAAWWWW\"\n\nXaie let out a loud braying yell as he backed into the door.\n\nHe had seen his reflection in the mirror and had been shocked by seeing the face of a donkey staring back at him.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nAs he raised his hands to the furry muzzle, the memories of the previous night rushed back into his mind.\n\nHis face split into a grin, his blockish teeth glimmered back at him.\n\n\"HEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAW\"\n\nHe let out a loud bray; a rush of deep belonging filled him, brushing away all sense of drowsiness.\n\nHe brayed again and again.\n\nEach throat bellowing cry elated him higher and higher.\n\n\"HEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAAWWW\"\n\nHe stared back at his reflection, looking at the intense joy filling his expression.\n\nThis felt right.\n\nThis was who he was.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nStill grinning, he finished up in the bathroom and returned to his bedroom.\n\nHe breathed deeply, his nostrils flaring as they picked up the scent of his night time pleasures.\n\nThe room was filled with the deep musk of cigars, musk and sex.\n\nHis cock swelled eagerly.\n\nHe huffed and grunted, the urge to pleasure himself rising.\n\nBEEP BEEEP BEEEEEEEEEEP\n\nThe clock on the bedside table shook as the alarm sounded.\n\n\"Haaaaaawwww....Dammit\"\n\nXaie shook his head, the pleasured haze fading as reality gripped him.\n\nThe rational voice in his mind forced its way though and he sat down on the bed.\n\nReaching across to the night stand he jabbed at the clock radio to silence the alarm.\n\nHe groaned as he held his furry muzzle in his hands.\n\n\"I'm gonna be late if I don't get a move haaaaaaaawn\" he muttered.\n\nHe sat up and gingerly raised his hands to grasp the ears of the mask.\n\nHe winced as he felt the sensation.\n\nSlowly he tugged.\n\nHe almost brayed again, the feeling was so real.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nHe felt the mask slowly coming away.\n\nThen he paused.\n\nHis eyes fixed on the tip of the muzzle floating in his vision.\n\nHe almost didn't want to take it off.\n\n\"...haaaaaaawwwww...\"\n\nHe let out a low, sad bray.\n\nHe knew he had too.\n\nHe tugged again, the mask slipping slowly up his neck.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nWith a regretful moan, he felt the cool breeze on his face as the mask came free.\n\nHe ran a hand through his short quilled hair, feeling it matt beneath his fingers.\n\nHe sniffed and winced, the smell of sweat, sex and smoke overwhelming him as his senses seemed to return.\n\n\"Man I need a shower\" he groaned, looking down into the eyes of the mask.\n\nHe had to resist the urge to put it back on.\n\nGlancing at the clock, he let out a yell.\n\n\"SHIT!\"\n\nHe jumped up from the bed and ran back to the bathroom, grabbing a towel and placing it next to the shower.\n\nAs he got in, he set the mask on top of the towel, its blank eyes watching Xaie scrub himself down for the day ahead.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nXaie huffed as he burst through the front doors of the building and stamped his card.\n\n\"Dammit\" he groaned.\n\nDespite running non-stop from his house, he was still late.\n\nHe wiped the trails of sweat from his brow as he weaved his way to the elevator.\n\n\"May as well have gone without the shower\" he grumbled moodily as the elevator doors opened.\n\n\"Hey there you are\"\n\nXaie looked up to see Max step out of the elevator.\n\n\"Whoa man, oversleep?\" Max asked, grinning.\n\nXaie nodded, turning to get in.\n\n\"Hey I was about to head outside for a smoke\" Max continued, \"Wanna join me?\"\n\nXaie froze, grunting as the elevator doors closed on his foot.\n\n\"I...err...\" he stammered.\n\nHe was tempted, his licked his lips as the previous night rushed through his mind.\n\nA familiar stirring in his jeans caused him to blush.\n\n\"I...should get upstairs\" he continued, \"I'm already late.\"\n\nMax reached out and grabbed his shoulder.\n\n\"Hey it's OK man\" he grinned, \"most of the team has taken the day off today and tomorrow and the boss won't be in till lunch\"\n\nHe gave Xaie a shake.\n\n\"C'mon\" he grinned.\n\nA smile split across Xaie's face as he allowed himself to be guided out of the building and around to the secluded smoking area.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nXaie leaned against the wall and placed a hand over his pocket containing the open packet of cigars.\n\nMax had already pulled a small cigarette from his pocket and was eagerly clicking the lighter.\n\n\"Need a light?\" he mumbled, taking a satisfied drag.\n\nXaie slid the open packet from his pocket and drew out a long dark cigar.\n\n\"Sure\" he smiled, slipping the musky stick between his lips.\n\nMax flicked the lighter and held it to the end of the stogie.\n\nXaie felt his eyes flicker slightly as the cigar smouldered and he felt that warm, musky taste fill his mouth.\n\nHe let out a sigh of relaxation, leaning against the building.\n\nThe sudden rush blew all tension from his body.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Looks like you've taken to those cigars\" Max smiled, leaning next to him.\n\n\"Yeah\" Xaie muttered happily, a grin showing as he rolled the cigar between his lips.\n\nHe exhaled, two long plumes firing from his nostrils.\n\nHe closed his eyes.\n\nA familiar scene swam across his mind, the donkey men shimmered in his thoughts.\n\nHe let out a wheezy chuckle, letting his head fall against the wall.\n\nMax looked around, his brow narrowing.\n\n\"You ok Xaie?\"\u0026nbsp; he asked, tapping the ash from his cigarette.\n\n\"Y..yeah\" Xaie muttered.\n\nHe attempted to readjust the slowly growing bulge in his jeans, mentally trying to push the growing image of the donkey men from his mind.\n\nHe grunted as he repositioned himself on the wall, turning his head to hide his blush.\n\n\"So...err...\" he muttered looking back around, \"...r..ready for the party tonight?\"\n\nMax was giving him a searching look.\n\n\"Sure\" he replied, \"got my costume all sorted\"\n\nHe let out a long plume of silver smoke.\n\n\"What about you\" he added, a grin edging on his expression, \"C'mon tell me\"\n\nXaie's grin widened and he shook his head, a hand reaching absently for the bulge in his pocket where the mask was.\n\nHe blush deepened and his cock throbbed again, the bulge becoming more and more noticeable.\n\n\"It's a secret\" Xaie chuckled, shifting awkwardly to hide his arousal.\n\n\"Awww c'mon man\" Max begged, slapping his shoulder playfully, \"Don't be such a jackass\"\n\nThe word caused the vision is his mind to suddenly clear.\n\nXaie gulped as the donkey men seemed to stand before him.\n\nHot, muscled, stroking their fat, leaking cocks as they puffed on thick cigars.\n\nHis bulge throbbed as his face flushed crimson.\n\nMax snorted, \"No need to get embarrassed.\"\n\nXaie laughed, relieved at Max's misinterpretation of his blush.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe two stood in silence as they slowly blew plumes of smoke, the cigar and cigarette slowly smouldering down.\n\nXaie found it harder with each exhale to resist falling into his fantasies.\n\nHe puffed harder, his cock straining against the tight material.\n\n\"Ha...Ha\" he panted under his breath as his mind drifted back to the donkey men.\n\nThey surrounded him, teasing him.\n\nHe wanted to join them, to bray with them, to grab hold of their hot bodies.\n\n\"Better finish up, gotta get back up there.\"\n\n\"HAAAAAWW\"\n\nXaie brayed and staggered, his face glowing as he was brought out of his reverie.\n\n\"Whoa man!\" Max exclaimed, \"You feeling ok?\"\n\nXaie turned away and stamped the stub of his cigar into the ashtray.\n\n\"YEAH\" he blurted out loudly, \"Y..Yeah I'm fine\"\n\nHe breathed deeply, attempting to get his lust back under control.\n\nHe turned to face Max, willing him not to notice his now straining bulge.\n\n\"So...err..let's go back up\" he smiled.\n\nHe stepped gingerly past Max who looked rather flushed himself.\n\n\"S...sure\" Max mumbled before following.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe two stood silently in the elevator.\n\nXaie was reading and rereading the notices on the wall, not wanting to look around at Max.\n\n\"You sure your ok Xaie?\" Max asked cautiously, \"You seem off.\"\n\nXaie shrugged.\n\n\"I said I'm fine\" he muttered, \"must have been the...err...cigar.\"\n\n\"Okay\" Max muttered coolly, \"just concerned for you mate\"\n\nXaie felt a slight pang of guilt.\n\n\"He's only concerned for you\" he thought to himself.\n\n\"Look Max\" he muttered, \"I..\"\n\nThe elevator doors opened and Max moved out.\n\n\"See you later Xaie\" he muttered over his shoulder.\n\nXaie watched him disappear into his cubicle as he stepped into the office.\n\n\"Way to go Xaie\" he thought guiltily.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;Xaie sat down at his desk, wincing from the still straining bulge.\n\n\"Fuck..\" he groaned, leaning over his desk.\n\nThe burning lust within him was growing as he tasted the remnants of the cigar on his breath.\n\nHe sat up and grasped the first stack of paper.\n\n\"Gotta distract myself\" he thought desperately.\n\nHe hunched over and attempted to focus on the small print.\n\nThe minutes dragged by as he moved from page to page.\n\nHe tried to keep his attention focused on each letter.\n\nHe gritted his teeth.\n\n\"Calm down\" he muttered to himself, wiping sweat from his brow.\n\nHe took a deep breath, the earthy taste filling his mouth again.\n\n\"Dammit\" he grunted, his cock throbbing as the donkey men surfaced again.\n\nHe tried again desperately to focus on his work.\n\nThe donkey men sneered at him, smoke leaking from their lips as they rolled the fat cigars between their teeth.\n\n\"Concentrate...c...concentrate\" he whimpered, the strain in his crotch causing his eyes to water.\n\nIn his mind's eye the largest donkey stepped forwards and leaned in.\n\nXaie whimpered and stared ahead.\n\nHe was frozen as though the donkey was actually there, squatting on the desk before him.\n\nThe donkey removed his cigar and sneered down at him before blowing the plume.\n\nSNAP!\n\nXaie gasped as he was snapped out of his fantasy and looked down to see the broken halves pencil he had been holding.\n\n\"Shit\" he muttered.\n\nHe couldn't hold it in any longer.\n\nTossing the broken pencil aside he got up from the desk and hurried down the office as fast as he could whilst trying to act casual.\n\nHe thought he saw Max glance up as he passed but made no effort to stop as he moved out of the office and hurried into the bathroom.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nDashing into the stall, he slammed the door and in a frenzy he undid the front of his jeans.\n\n\"FUCK!\" he cried as he pulled down his boxers and freed his rock hard cock to the cool air.\n\nFalling down onto the lit of the toilet, he slumped against the cistern, panting with the sudden relief.\n\nHe gazed down at his rigid shaft.\n\nIt jutted resolutely up, as though he hadn't given it attention in weeks.\n\nTentatively he reached out and wrapped his hand around the pulsing rod.\n\nHe had to fight the sudden impulse to cry out.\n\nThe ripple of pleasure had caused his whole body to spasm as his cock spurted pre onto the floor.\n\nGazing weakly at the leaking tip, Xaie knew he had only one choice if he wanted his lust to subside.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nListening to make sure there was no one else in the bathroom he pulled off his jacket and shirt and lowered his jeans to the floor.\n\nFlinching as his bare ass touched the cool porcelain, he leaned back and closed his eyes and submitted at last to the visions plaguing his mind.\n\nThe donkey men stood above him, grinning in earnest as they smoked and jerked their fat equine dicks in front of him.\n\nHis body quivered with pleasure as he jerked his shaft, feeling the slow leak of pre slick his fist and shaft as he beat harder, the lingering earthy musk in his mouth driving him on.\n\nThe lead donkey he envisioned before him shifted the cigar, his muscled dark grey fur gleaming with the heat Xaie felt radiating from his body.\n\nSneering down at him again he raised a hand and pointed to the floor.\n\nXaie mindlessly followed his gaze to the floor where his jacket lay.\n\nAnd then he saw it.\n\nA large brown latex ear.\n\nAs though in trance he reached down and pulled it from the jacket, holding it limply before him.\n\nThe empty eyes stared at him.\n\nThe donkey nodded, slipping the fat cigar between his black lips.\n\nA drunken grin spread Xaie's blank face and he raised the mask and gently slipped it down over his head.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nHe let out a few whimpers as he pulled the cool material over his head.\n\nHe stuttered and gasped and then let out a moan as the rich, musky scent of tobacco filled his senses.\n\n\"Haaaww...Heeeeeehaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaww\"\n\nThe brays were soft as he lay there, the eyes drooping with intense pleasure as he pulled the mask into place.\n\nThe dark lips pulled back, grinning with those large bucked teeth.\n\nThe donkey man returned to his cock, he seemed much more real through the eyes of the mask.\n\nXaie felt the sudden impulse to reach for it, opening his mouth hungrily as his other hand pumped his shaft.\n\nHis desire to service the donkey god before him only sent his pleasure to greater heights.\n\nA great heat was rising in him.\n\n\"HeeeeeeeeeeeeeHAAAAAAAAAAAAWWW\"\n\nHis brays grew louder over the frantic slapping sounds that filled the bathroom as he jerked faster.\n\nHis cock spurted more pre over his hands, a deep musk rising from Xaie's body as he bucked and squirmed.\n\nIt was coming, he could feel the impulse surging in his throbbing shaft.\n\nThe donkey man leaned in.\n\nHe was almost nose to nose.\n\nXaie felt as though he could touch him, his hand grasping in vain touch the muscled chest which was not there.\n\nThe donkey snorted, his breath flowing into Xaie's flaring nostrils.\n\nHe felt it.\n\nHe smelt it.\n\nThe donkeys mark of greeting flooded Xaie's senses with the rich, warm scent of stale smoke.\n\n\"HEEEEEEEEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAW!!!!!!!!!!!\"\n\nBraying at the top of his lungs, Xaie bucked his hips high.\n\nHis throbbing cock erupted, spurts of thick white cum flew across the stall, spattering the walls and spraying up Xaie's bare body.\n\n\"HEEEEHAWW...HEEEHAWWWWW...HeeeeeHaaaaaaaaaww\"\n\nThe brays slowly subsided as Xaie collapsed back on the toilet, his cock still oozing his thick ropey cum onto the tiled floor.\n\n\"F..Faaaaaawwwwk\" he brayed, his eyes semi open, barely taking in what had happened in the glorious afterglow.\n\nThe donkey men were all smiling down at him, their own cocks dripping as though they had just sprayed their load down upon him.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe vision began to fade, dissolving into nothingness as he suddenly began to rise out of the well of pleasure.\n\nHe blinked, the masks eyes widening with a sudden horror.\n\n\"H..HOLY SHIT!\"\n\nThe fill impact of what had just happened suddenly hit him.\n\nHe was lying almost completely naked on a toilet in the middle of his workplace bathroom.\n\nNot only that but his actions has left the walls and floor of the\u0026nbsp; stall was peppered in thick seed which was slowly oozing down to the floor leaving long damp streams behind them.\n\n\"Fuck, Fuck, Fuck\" Xaie gasped, pulling his trousers back up and seizing his jacket and shirt from next to the cistern.\n\nHe gave a hollow sigh of relief as he saw they had been spared from his pleasure.\n\nHe pulled the shirt up and suddenly let out a loud cry.\n\n\"WHAAAAAAAAAAAWT!\"\n\nHe wrestled with the shirt, which seemed to be adverse to being pulled over his head.\n\nSuddenly it dawned on him that he was still wearing the mask.\n\n\"Faaaaaaaaaawk\" he groaned.\n\nIgnoring the fact that he was still braying he reached up under the shirt and groped for the ears.\n\n\"OUCH!\"\n\nHe cried out as he gripped the ear hard, only to feel the sensation that he had just pinched his own ear.\n\n\"Fuck\"\n\nHe seized the ear and, ignoring the sensation, yanked hard.\n\n\"HAAAAAAAAAWWWW\"\n\nHe brayed loudly as he felt the sensation fade, the mask slowly parting from his skin.\n\nIt was almost like it was stuck to his face.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nWith a gasp, he finally pulled the warm latex mask from his head.\n\nPulling his head frantically into the neck hole of his shirt, he stuffed the mask under his arm as he fumbled with his jacket\n\nAs he pulled the jacket on, he stuffed the mask back into the pocket and reached down to zip up the jacket.\n\nBANG!\n\nA loud crash filled the room and Xaie froze on the spot, his eyes widening with horror.\n\n\"WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON IN HERE!\"\n\nXaie felt his voice catch in his throat.\n\nIt was Max.\n\n\"Oh God\" Max exclaimed, he seemed to choke, \"Why does it smell like a barn in here?\"\n\nXaie kept quiet, gently pulling up his feet to hide them as Max moved past the stall.\n\nThe shadow stopped outside his stall.\n\n\"God that reeks\" Max coughed.\n\nXaie closed his eyes and silently wished for Max to leave the room.\n\nHe heard Max choke again.\n\n\"God the janitors are gonna have a fit when they get here\"\n\nThere was the sound of hurried footsteps and he heard the door open and slam shut.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nXaie gave a huge sigh of relief.\n\nGetting to his feet he slid the catch on the stall and stepped out into the bathroom.\n\nHoping that Max wasn't about to come back in he hurried to the door and opened it a crack.\n\nThe hall beyond was empty.\n\nQuick as he dared, Xaie darted out of the bathroom and across to the main office.\n\nWalking with as much grace as he could muster, he hurried down the line of cubicles.\n\nHe almost dived into his own and settled himself into his chair mere minutes before he heard a knock behind him.\n\nTurning, he saw Max whose face was showing what appeared to be a mixture of disgust and incredulity.\n\n\"You will NOT!\"\n\nHe almost shouted the last word.\n\n\"...believe what someone did in the bathroom.\"\n\nAll the tension from earlier seemed to have left him in his disbelief.\n\n\"Wh..what happened\" Xaie muttered\n\n\"I DON'T EVEN KNOW\" he cried.\n\nHe leant in.\n\n\"I think someone was fucking in there\" he whispered, his eyes wide.\n\nXaie crossed his legs and folded his arms.\n\n\"What makes you think that\" he said as casually as he could.\n\n\"How could you not here them?\" he said, looking disbelievingly at Xaie, \"Half the office heard it\"\n\nXaie felt his stomach drop.\n\n\"N..No I didn't\"\n\nHe swallowed.\n\n\"What did you hear?\"\n\nMax shook his head.\n\n\"I dunno, it was real weird\" he mumbled, leaning against Xaie's desk.\n\n\"It was like some kind of animal and when I ran in to see what was going on, there was this awful smell like a stable and there was something dripping from one of the stalls.\"\n\nHe shivered and shook his head violently.\n\n\"I didn't dare open the door\"\n\nXaie silently praised heaven that he hadn't.\n\n\"So errrrr what did you do?\"\n\nMax glanced across at him.\n\n\"I made it look like I didn't know what was going on and ran to get security\" he scowled, \"they'd gone by the time I got back\"\n\nHe shook his head.\n\n\"Mess was still there though\" he added sourly.\n\nXaie shook his head.\n\n\"That's pretty messed up\" he said.\n\nMax nodded.\n\n\"Yeah it is\" he mumbled, \"but y'know...\"\n\nA blush was filling his cheeks.\n\n\"Takes bloody guts to do that\"\n\nHe slapped Xaie on the shoulder.\n\n\"See ya later man\"\n\n\"Yeah, see ya\"\n\nXaie gave him a wave as he left, making sure he was half way down the office before slumping over his desk.\n\n\"What the hell was I thinking?\" he whimpered.\n\nHe hunched over, his face pressing into his jacket as he cradled his head.\n\nHis eyes snapped open.\n\nA strong smell of sex had suddenly filled his nostrils.\n\nWith a pang of horror he felt his cock stir again in his jeans.\n\nHe fumbled with his jacked at he pulled the zip down.\n\nHe felt ice fill him as beneath his jacket, he saw deep dark stains on his shirt.\n\nThe remnants of his pleasure.\n\n\"Fuck\" he moaned, hurriedly zipping up the jacket before the smell could spread.\n\nHe quickly moved to his desk, trying not to think about the new smell mixing with the tobacco.\n\nHis jeans began to bulge.\n\n\"No, No, NO\"\n\nHe gritted his teeth and again grabbed the papers.\n\n\"Just gotta make it to the end of the day\" he thought, trying to keep himself calm as a dim masculine shadow surfaced again in his mind.\n\n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"The Smoking Mask","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1554912-the-smoking-mask-part-2.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1556171-the-smoking-mask-finale.json"}}